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in many ways exhibited marks of esteem

to Pauls father, or the single visit which
| he had made to the plantation.
| Mrs. Deiorme was overjNyed at this
treatment Of Paul, for now the road
seemed smooth by which she meant to
accomplish her long-Cherished design OF
his union with Stella, the heiress of De-
| lorme. And she took an early opportun-
! ity, when they were alone, to urge him
to do his part toward bringing about this
desirable contamination.
"Stella does not seem Indifferent to-
ward you!" she said. "Urge your sui!
and she will love you!"
"But, my good aunt, 1 do not love
her!' he replied.
81 don't ask you to love her-think OF
the property! You may yet be the richest
planter in Texas, instead Of" she hest
tated.
ga dependent upon your bounty" said
he, bitterly "You might as well speak q
thought as to harbor it!'
ooh, Paul, you are cruel! Were you
my own son 1 could not love you more,
or do more for you than have donem
GA favor loses half its value when the
giveT ever holds it up, like q debtors
overdue note, before the receiveT!"
"Ah, Paul, / do not deserve this!
only seek your interest. 1t were better
that you were married and settled down ~
"May be so-may be not. But l have
| a question to ask, my worthy aunt. My
| father"
"Oh, for heavens sake do not speak OF
him!" cried Mrs. Delorme, turning pale.
"But 1 will He has some secret OF
yours. What is it?"
/ "Paul-yOu must never know it? When
you do I will cease to live," said she, half
! choking with agitation.
sit is strange!" muttered Paul. "It
must b. something that much concerns
me, or else you'd not fear to tell me-"
"Never speak of it TO me again, Paul,
if you love or even respect me-" she
said.
~ shall not, without you stint me in
pocket money" he said coollY.
"My God, are you as base as your
father?" she groaned.
ga little selfsh-0ut not base, my
good aunt. want to take little trip
down to Galveston, and need money to
keep up appearances. l have little
divinity there, wrapped IN muslin, who
thinks the world and al of me-"
"Oh, Paul, Paul, howy you torment metz
'Yes-like my namesake Of Tarsus-
Pm given that way"
"Woud to heaven that like him, you'd
repent and mend your ways"
II VIII, my good aunt, in time-after
Pve sOwed my wild oats"
"BeWare of the harvest which you may
reap after such sowing. l show you how
you may become ricn, happy and respect
able, and you"
81, dear aunt, will stop banteTing you
and seriously think Of what you propose.
In truth. l have thought OF it and
studied over 1t since the old man
has shown liking to me. Stella Is
pretty girl, and if she don't like me she
at least shows no signs OF hatred. The
reason why l wish to 90 to Galveston is
to break of with my tisme there in an
honorable sort of way; for if l DO not she
might come here to spoil our game"
of that is your wish, Paul, will get
money for you Immediately. Forgive me,
my dear boy, if 1 wounded your feel
ings. I know you are coed at heart"
eyes, aunt, but as rough as cocoanut
outside"
"When do you wish to leave for Gal
vestOn?"
Tomorrow. 1 reckon the old man
will send me down to buy new machinery
for the sugar mill"
"WeIl, you shall not go with an empty
purse. Only take my advice and Stella
will soon be yours, and then your fortune
is made"
CHAPTER XII.
1t was two or three weeks after the at
tack when the Overseer, Mr.. MahOney,
came riding through the large gate in
great haste. He did not draw rein or
cease squirting his mustang until it was
checked by the front piazza Of the house,
wherein Mr.. aud Mrs. Delorme and Stella
were sitting enjoying the cool breeze of
approaching evening And here it was
brought up SO suddenly that Mr.. Ma
honey turned an involuntary somersRuIt
out of the saddle on to the piazza, where
ne lay doubled up in heap, at the feet OF
the planter and his family.
"What on earth is the matter Are
you prac icing for the circus 2" asked
Mr.. Delorme, in wonder.
"Och, may the saints purteCt us!"
groaned MahoneY, crossing himself, as
ne scrambled to his feet. 1.-The red hay
then are on Us again, yer honor! Sure
a,hundred of 'em were close at my heels!
Look, there they are"
And the brave Overseer darted into the
house, for an Indian, splendldly dressed
and mounted upon q magnificent horse of
snowy white, was seen riding Ieisurely
up the avenue that led to the house.
"It is LagOna-he who saved me from
the torturing Lipans!" cried Stella.
eyes, and asked you for his reward!
He is bold indeed to come here when he
most likely was the leader Of the band
who gave US suCh trouble the other
night" said Mr.. DelOrme, while shad
ow came athwart his face.
"You surely will not harm him, faith
er?" said Stella, anxiously. "Remember
that but for him l had died a terrible
DEATH"
'If he comes alone he shall not be
harmed. But MahOney said there were
1907 said Mr.. DeJOrme.
lone magnited by fear into 100, ex-
pect," said Stella. "Mahoney talks too
much about what he has done to be
very brave man. We know Major Nc
Cullough to be the bravest Of the brave,
vet you can scarcely ever draw him on TO
speak of his own adventures"
"What noble-loOking fellow he isl
never saw q man so handsome!" said
Mrs. Delorme, gazing at the Apollonian
form of the young chief with undisguised
admiration.
The young chief reined up his horse be-
fore the piaZza, and leaping to the ground,
with his bow and culver at his back and
ward, and looking the planter in the eye,
said:
az am Lagonau"